Krystabald and the Great Old One
"Engage evasive maneuvers alpha!" He shouted at the AI that he had sold to the CyberSlavers on Gibson Alpha some time ago. “Fuck!” He exclaimed again, as he realised that nothing happened, and that he had to maneuver the Kreutz S-9000 all by himself. He checked the screen to see the three red dots that were following him had dashes going out of them and moving towards him. They were shooting at him, and the missiles hit the Kreutz at the same time that that realization hit him. The shields held for now, but three Quaradian raptors were far more than his race cruiser could take. He tried turning on the theoretical drive, but the damn spike-heads had theory-disruptors. He would have to evade them. He took several more hits before finally managing to put the standard drive into override, and started evading the damn missiles. He was still faster, but his shields were now at 55%. A couple of hits more, and he will be fine dust. He couldn’t even remember what he had done t